I bought a bottom of the line 1965 Rambler Classic 550 back in 1965. It did not have either a left or right side mirror, no backup lights and no windshield washer. I had those features installed after I bought the car.
My first car, a 1947 Pontiac that I bought in 1961 had no side mirrors, no backup lights, no windshield washer and no turn signals. I ordered a turn signal kit from Montgomery Ward and spent an afternoon installing turn signals.
IIRC, a left side mirror, backup lights and windshield washer were federally mandated as of the 1966 model year.
On my father’s '66 Galaxie 500, the reservoir for the washers was a rubber bag that held ~1 qt. On a long drive, on a morning after the roads had been salted, I would typically use-up the washer fluid before I returned home. But, at least it had a windshield washer.
I’m not sure if it was mandated that year, but that '66 Galaxie also came with standard 4-way flashers. This was adopted so late in the design process that there was no place for a control switch on the dashboard. For 1966 at least, you had to open the glove box in order to access the toggle switch for the 4-way flashers.
I don’t think I’ve used a gallon of washer fluid in my life. I grew up in CA, spent summers in MT, and have spent my adult life living in WA and OR.
When I bought my current daily driver, I noticed the washer fluid didn’t work. The pump runs but no fluid sprays. I assume the pickup screen is plugged. It’s been 2+ years and 40,000 miles. Maybe I’ll look into it one day.
I don’t need the government to protect me from myself. They should have better things to do. I live near the Niagara river. It is 36 mile long and there is no place on my side of the river that is legal to swim in because in the nanny state of NY you cannot swim anyplace without a lifeguard and no one wants to pay for them on the Niagara river. I swam across it twice as a 12 year old without incident. Actually 4 times because I had to swim back. I have swum in many states where lifeguards are not required and that makes life more fun.
The point of living is not to be wrapped in padding to keep you safe from everything until you die of old age and boredom.
Never ask permission to do something, it implies they have the right to stop you.